Brendon sighed as he walked through the school corridors, after Ryan had left his weekend had been the worse he'd had in a while. His Father had been in a bad mood and when Brendon accidentally got in his way his father had thrown him down the stairs without so much as a sorry. That was why he'd spent the whole weekend sleeping in the barn and ( Read more... )

The boys woke up to sound of Mrs Urie screaming for Brendon and his father to come to the barn as quickly as they could. Brendon untangled himself from Ryan and ran in only a faded t-shirt and boxers down the stairs to where his mother was breathing frantically. She grabbed the boy by his arm and pulled him to the barn where Maisie the cow was ( Read more... )

On friday night Ryan came to Brendon's for a sleepover, they had hardly reached door when Mrs Urie came running out arms wide open ready to engulf Ryan in a hug. Ryan obliged and let his face be smushed right into Mrs Urie's breast which was quite an awkward experience but Ryan had learned it was better not to complain.

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Title: Grab your stetson you've pulled.
Author: Me.
Pairing: Rydon.
POV: Third.
Disclaimer: Not Real. Don't Own.
A/N: The End.

Brendon was a country boy, his father owned a ranch and his mother was your typical milkmaid.
He spent most of his youth helping his mother and father but when he wasn't working he was
being home schooled by his grandmother.

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